Chapter 169: The Long River Dam Collapses! Escape to the Qingshan Mountains near the County
Mo Liyuan strode out of the county government office, his expression as cold as ice, and Lan Xiyue followed closely behind him.
As they left the county government office, they saw people on the street panicking and running everywhere. The cries of children and the screams of women mixed together, and the entire street was in chaos.
A yamen runner, holding a gong, struck it while shouting, "Oh no! Everyone, run! The Long River dam has collapsed, and the flood is about to come!"
The sound was like thunder, causing panic among the people. The common people, with their families, carrying bags on their backs and pushing carts, fled desperately to higher ground, regardless of the rain.
For a moment, the streets were filled with cries, shouts, and footsteps.
At this moment, the county magistrate came hurriedly on a horse, and before the horse stopped, he stumbled and jumped off the horse.
He was sweating profusely, his official hat was tilted, and his robe was soaked by the rain, making him look extremely disheveled.
He trotted over to Mo Liyuan and panted, "Your Highness! This is bad! The Long River dam has collapsed, and the flood is coming down! Your Highness, please evacuate back to Long County quickly, or it will be too late!"
Mo Liyuan frowned slightly upon hearing this. His gaze swept across the county magistrate's panicked face like a knife, and his tone was cold: "The dam collapsed? Why did it happen so suddenly? How is the evacuation of the people going?"
The county magistrate wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a trembling voice, "Your Highness, the dam collapsed so suddenly from the moment the people discovered the cracks this morning. The people along the shore... I'm afraid they don't have time to evacuate... The water is so fast, the yamen runners dare not approach! Now we can only evacuate as many people as possible."
"An Yi, An Er, take Yue Er away. Tian Yi, take the others and follow me to rescue them."
"yes."
Upon hearing this, the county magistrate turned even paler and stammered, "Your Highness, this... this is too dangerous! The flood is already coming down. If anything happens to you, I... I can't bear the consequences!"
Mo Liyuan glanced at him coldly, said no more, and strode forward.
Lan Xiyue pursed her lips lightly, her eyes following Mo Liyuan's receding figure. Although she was extremely worried, she knew that she did not have the ancient martial arts skills, so it would not be of much help if she followed him.
She went back to find Chuxia and Chuchun, left the county government office, and came to the pharmacy. The door of the pharmacy was half-closed, and there was no one inside. Lan Xiyue walked in and called softly, "Anyi, Aner, come out."
As soon as he finished speaking, An Yi and An Er appeared in front of Lan Xiyue.
Lan Xiyue ordered: "Pack up all the herbs in the pharmacy and take them away."
An Yi and An Er took the order and left, moving quickly and efficiently. Soon, a carriage full of medicinal herbs was ready to go.
Lan Xiyue got on the carriage, which slowly drove out of the county. Along the way, she saw people in a hurry. They were fleeing with their families towards the green mountains outside the county. Some were leaving here and heading for their relatives in the neighboring county.
Outside the county town, the only nearby high mountain was Qingshan. When the carriage reached the top of Qingshan, Lan Xiyue lifted the curtain, got off the carriage, and looked down. The entire Longhui County was now empty.
At this moment, a roaring sound was heard in the distance. The flood washed over Longhe County like a beast, instantly submerging the entire county. Lan Xiyue's heart tightened, and wherever she looked, there was only a vast ocean.
"Our home is gone, gone. What should we do in the future?" An elderly man slumped on the ground.
The people around also cried and complained, helplessness and despair spread among the crowd.
Lan Xiyue took a deep breath and said, "Everyone, be quiet! If your home is destroyed, you can rebuild it. As long as everyone is safe, it's fine. It's still raining now, don't go back and get sick. Everyone, get moving now and build a tent together. This way, we can also shelter from the wind and rain."
The county magistrate said, "Princess, you are right. Once the court learns of this, they will come to provide disaster relief. There is no need to panic. What is important now is to build a temporary shelter together."
The people gradually stopped crying. Although the rain had not stopped, some people in the crowd followed the lead of the yamen runners to help.
Some young men, regardless of their clothes being soaked by the rain, picked up axes and machetes, walked towards the nearby woods and started cutting down trees.
Some people were carrying wood, others were building scaffolds, and gradually, a few simple tents were erected in the rain. More and more people joined in, and women and children also helped to carry hay and sort out miscellaneous items. Although the scene was chaotic, it also had a hint of order.
Lan Xiyue stood beside the carriage, watching this scene, feeling a little comforted. She turned back to the carriage and began to sort the herbs.
The carriage was filled with medicinal herbs. As she counted them, she murmured to herself, "I hope these herbs won't be used, otherwise these herbs will be far from enough."
"Girl, after the flood, plague is inevitable, you have to take precautions in advance!" The strange old man's voice sounded in my ears.
Lan Xiyue's body stiffened. Yes, otherwise she wouldn't have gone to the pharmacy to take the herbs away.
At this moment, a burst of hurried horse hooves sounded in the distance. Lan Xiyue hurriedly got off the carriage and looked up, only to see Mo Liyuan and the secret guards behind him riding towards them.
There were several civilians on their horses. They were soaked, their faces were pale, and their eyes were full of panic and helplessness.
Mo Liyuan dismounted from his horse. Raindrops dripped down his hair, but he was completely unaware and walked straight to Lan Xiyue.
"Yue'er, there are several injured people. Look, the water is too high, and we can only rescue a dozen people."
Lan Xiyue nodded and quickly stepped forward to check on the people. She saw that they were in tattered clothes, covered in mud, and some had scratches.
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